Dear Dad

 

 I’m 15, and I know how to take care of myself.

Someday, I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your many grandchildren.

Love, your son, Joshua.

P.S. Dad, none of the above is true.

I’m over at Jason’s house.

I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the school report that’s on the kitchen table.

Call when it is safe for me to come home!